For love of us,” said the woeful Queen, “ah, stay with us, stay!”
(C) “My wife, it doth not beseem thee thus to be weeping for me;
Rather in queenly courage fearless here shouldst thou be.
With joy shall we soon be returning safe and sound again.”
In that same hour from their dear ones parted all his train.
Now did those valiant warriors their steeds at last bestride,
While many a loving woman stood watching tearful-eyed.
“Long, long shall be this parting!” their hearts were whispering still.
None can be blithe of spirit in the shadow of coming ill.
Forward set the Burgundians, a battle-eager band.